Scream. That's what I do. I scream.

Cato lunges for Thresh's neck. Peeta lies on the ground, whimpering my name, Thresh's foot on his right hand. Thresh dodges Cato, freeing Peeta's hand. I expect him to stand up, run to me, but he doesn't; he just lies there. Peeta.

Thresh runs for me, and I reach for an arrow. I miss and end up stabbing my palm. Thresh screams and falls to the ground. I hold my hand tightly, and see a knife in the middle of his back. Peeta. Wait, no, not Peeta. Cato.

I see him reach for another knife, and my eyes widen. A canon sounds, making Peeta open his eyes.

The blood continues to gush from my hand; I wipe it on my leg.

Cato takes two steps towards me, and I try to move, but I find that my muscles have all turned to cement. Rock hard cement.

"Peeta," I whisper. He hasn't given up. He's slowly crawling toward the Cornucopia, which I'm on top of at this point. "Peeta."

"Don't make a move, or she's next." Cato. Peeta stops moving and I shut my eyes, hoping that when I open them, I'll be in District 12 with Prim and Gale.

"Gale," I whimper, tears filling my eyes.

Cato takes another step towards me. "Prim," I barely let out. "Dad!" I scream.

Cato looks surprised, "What?"

"What?" I whisper.

"What did you just say," he lowers his arm, and doesn't sound threatening at all.

"Dad…"

"Why?" His tone is sharp again, but his weapon is still down.

"Because, maybe he'll hear me," I confess.

"Why wouldn't he be able to hear you?" he barks.

"Because he's dead," I whimper. He raises his eyebrows. "Mining accident."

"And, you think that I'm about to kill you, so you're calling for him," he says, stating the obvious. I just stare at him, my jaw tight. "Now, why would I do that?" Teasing. He's teasing me.

"Because" I begin, "this disgusting game is all about killing people."

"But, why would I kill you?" he asks, walking next to the Cornucopia.

"If you lay a hand on her, I'll kill you in a second!" Peeta calls, his voice sounding very threatening, he begins to get off the ground. Cato just ignores him, and begins to climb up the side.

"Your hair is quite beautiful," he hisses.

"Stop it, please" I beg. I see Peeta take a step towards the Cornucopia. I look back at Cato, and see his arm go to his side, his hand empty. A cannon goes off.

Reality strikes me. I quickly snap my head to Peeta, and see him lieing on the ground again, a knife in his chest.

"PEETA!" I scream bloody murder.

Then Cato's beside me, with his hand against my mouth to prevent me from screaming again. The Capitol must be eating this up.

"And your eyes, they're very beautiful, too," he says.

"Please just get it over with," I beg. "Please."

"Oh, I'm not planning on killing you," he lies. He reaches for another knife, and reaches for my hand, but I pull it away.

"Please Cato," I whisper, "Be a decent person."

"Decent people don't kill people," he says. "I'm not a decent person." Tears burn my eyes. "Crying? You're really crying?"

"Gale," I whisper, even though I know that he can't come save me. This must be killing him. I hope that he couldn't hear either of the times that I said his name.

"Now, who's Gale?" Now I know that he's heard.

"Gale is my friend. He's my best friend." Gale. I start crying even more.

"Stop it," he orders. He places the knife in his pocket and wipes my tears away with his thumbs.

I look at his face, and realize how attractive he is. I smile a tiny bit. He smirks at me, and I completely stop smiling.

"What were you just thinking?" he asks, pulling his hands away from my face.

"Home," I lie. He seems let down.

"Oh," he sighs. "Listen, I saw your reaping."

"Everyone did."

"So, you saw my reaping?"

"Yes." I saw him volunteer with a huge smile on his face.

"Do you know why I volunteered?" I shake my head. "I've got nothing to loose. No siblings. Hate my parents. Just did this for the fun of it."

I just stare at him. What's he trying to say?

"I regret volunteering."

"Why?" I ask.

"Because," he starts. "We're in the final two."

"So?" I inquire.

"I know that this may concern you, but the whole game, I was always steps behind you. I heard, saw, and felt everything. And I know who you are," he explains.

"Yes, you know that my name is Katniss."

"More than that. I know that you love your sister, father, even mother. I know that you loved Peeta a bit, and that you loved Gale a bit, too. I know the struggles that you've faced and I know the pain that you've endured,-" I cut him off.

"Just get to the point!" I yell.

"Katniss, I love you," he whispers.

I'm overwhelmed with surprise, that I can't stop him when he tries to kiss me. We kiss for a straight 10 seconds. Finally, he pulls away, stabs himself in the heart, and jumps off of the Cornucopia.

A cannon sounds.

Thanks to everyone that read this (: Please review! :D

I got some idea for this from a story by carmencielle (: It's amazing!

It's called "Just Too Bad"

Sorry that this is kind of short, but I promise that I'll update soon! (:

-Love Ally